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"I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end."
Margaret Thatcher, in Observer April 4, 1989

i don't know who said this but i agree:
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."

"Lately, I have come to believe that the principle difference between heaven and hell is the company you keep there."
-- Simon Illyan, from A Civil Campaign by L.M. Bujold

from The Devil's Dictionary by the ultimate cynic Ambrose Bierce :
"Patience: a minor form of despair, disguised as a virtue."
"Diplomacy: The patriotic art of lying for one's country."
"Politics: The conduct of public affairs for private advantage."
"Bride, n.: A woman with a fine prospect of happiness behind her."
"Lawyer, n.: One skilled in the circumvention of the law."
"Year, n.: A period of three hundred and sixty-five disappointments."
"Pleasure, n.: The least hateful form of dejection."
"Reverence: the spiritual attitude of a man to a god and a dog to a man."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Corporation, n.: An ingenious device for obtaining individual profit without individual responsibility."
"Absurdity, n.: A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own opinion."
"Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Bore, n.: A person who talks when you wish him to listen."
"Quotation, n.: The act of repeating erroneously the words of another."
"Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum (I think that I think, therefore I think that I am.)"
"Brain, n.: an apparatus with which we think we think."
"Calamities are of two kinds: misfortunes to ourselves, and good fortune to others."
"Painting: The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic."
"Politics, n.: Strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles."
"There is nothing new under the sun but there are lots of old things we don't know."
"Politeness, n.: The most acceptable hypocrisy."
"Truth: An ingenious compound of desirability and appearance."
"Mad, adj.: Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence."
"Love, n.: A temporary insanity curable by marriage."
"Egotist, n.: A person of low taste, more interested in himself than in me."

from Mark Twain:
"Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest." "Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first."
"Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as much as you please."
"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt."
"Never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow."

from Voltaire:
"If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him."

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WHaT'S oN MY SH3LF???

The 8th Commandment by Lawrence Sanders

Read it and loved it. Go ahead and meet Dunk, yeah that's the protagonist's nickie

Lawrence Sander's book: Timothy's Game

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

my first year working for PS. uneventful, went home late because i had one long last call.

i called my mom when i got home from work on the 31st of january. i've had no time to call since we changed schedules and it's been pretty hectic. queueing every darn day.

i called her from my cellphone. and since i go home past 9pm these days (new sked), ayen had to go to our house that late so that she can lend auntie len's cp to my mother. nataranta siguro si auntie len because i was so insistent. ayen said there's some sicko traipsing about our street so auntie len won't let her go to our house. but she said she'll wait for a few minutes and set out to our house, which she did.

once i started talking about it i started crying. mom said dinadalaw lang daw ako ni lola... and so does my father (because i was probably hysterical then - it was a very sad dream, and using that word is an understatement). well it's a visit of sorts... but this dream is different. it's not happy at all, at all! i kept saying Ma the house doesn't have a door and she doesn't want to have the windows closed! ano ba nangyayari dyan sa naga? it's making some people up there very unhappy.

for whatever reason, she wants the windows open no matter how windy. figuratively speaking at the rate things are going on down there when i was there before christmas, it makes sense. but i wish this was somebody's dream. partly because well mabigat dalhin and the other part was guilt for letting her down. there are smaller parts but its inconsequential",> ayoko maging seryoso...maiiyak lang ako. drama

my mom said she will offer a mass for lala. i told her that maybe lala doesn't like what's happening now. we are driftng apart. words that have been said can never be taken back. so be careful of what you say.

thinking about this just drains me up of my energy and palls my day. makes you wish you never grew up. what a very childish comment...

i should be writing about my first year here in PS especially when I never thought i'd last his long. the first few weeks were pure agony. i had to drag my feet to ayala ave. then to the 32nd floor and i flinch everytime the phone beeps. i've learned so much since then. oh well, you know what they say - what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger. this is for the webhost manila techies especially batch 1. we've come a long way - take a bow people!

i wonder where i'll find myself next year. another place i hope...

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